Page 39 of Insatiable Park Avenue Prince

I wondered briefly if we should’ve maybe practiced this part so we didn’t hurt each other by accident, but I soon realized Sin had all of this under his control. I didn’t know how, but he caught my wrist with his free hand, jerking me toward him in a spin that had my back against his front. He held the crowbar against my throat as his strength kept me firmly in place.

I knew I was supposed to be pissed, angry I got caught, but that was easier said than done when I felt his semi pressing up against the crack of my ass.

“Let go of me,” I growled, fighting to get free of his hold.

“You thought you’d break into my apartment and I’d let you just get away with it?”

Sin’s grip on me was so firm that I didn’t have to pretend to struggle for breath when I said, “You weren’t supposed to be here.”

A low chuckle met my ears. “So sorry to disappoint. Maybe I should let you go, then.”

No, I didn’t want that at all, but burglar me did.

“Yes,” I said, swallowing. “You should.”

“And if I do”—he rubbed himself against my ass—“will you fight me?”

I hesitated. “No.”

“Will you run?”

“Yes.”

“Really? Even though you didn’t get what you came here for?”

I clawed at his wrist, trying to free myself. “Let me go and you can keep your shit.”

I shivered at his dark laugh that tickled the side of my neck. “You’re a feisty thing, aren’t you?”

“Fuck you.”

“Wrong answer. No one fucks me.” Sin’s hold loosened, but in a matter of seconds he had me turned to face him. My back was now against the porch column, and the edge of the crowbar pressed into the center of my chest.

I glared at him, and even though he couldn’t see the scowl on my face, he could hear it in my words. “What are you going to do? What do you want?”

“What Iwantedwas a peaceful night at home. What I got was you. So what to do now?”

I thanked God that Sin didn’t have to wear a mask over his gorgeous face, because the savage expression he wore was one I would’ve hated to miss. All that passion aimed my way had my dick rising to the occasion, right on time.

Sin ran his eyes over me from where he stood a couple feet away, still holding the crowbar against my chest. “You tried to take from me. That was a mistake. Because now you’ll pay.” He licked his lips as his gaze settled below my hips. “With your body.”

FIFTEEN

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NEVER IN MY wildest fuck fantasies could I have imagined that catching a burglar trying to break into my house would make my dick hard. But when the criminal in question was a feisty blond whose pink lips peeked through his black ski mask, apparently all worry about property loss took second place to getting my hands on him.

Jesus, Rafferty had really zeroed in on a scene that let me play to the possessive way I’d been feeling about Donovan. I ran my eyes down his fitted black shirt and black pants that were doing jack shit to hide his erection.

I held him against the column, pinning him in place with the crowbar as I did my best to fight back the urge to end the scene and just tear his fucking clothes off. Once I finally got myself under some kind of control, I cocked my head and slowly drew the tip of the flat chisel end of the bar down the center of his body.

Donovan’s chest rose and fell as the metal tool moved further down his torso, and when I reached the distinct outline of his cock, I traced the edge of it down the underside of his shaft.

“Hmm, this is supposed to be a punishment. Not something you derive pleasure from.” When I reached the crotch of his pants and slid the end of the crowbar between his legs, Donovan sucked in a breath. “But it seems you’re a deviant inallthe ways.”

“You don’t know shit.”

The aggressive response was so unlike Donovan, but so fucking hot that I tightened my hand around the bar. Then I took a step closer and pushed it against his balls.

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